Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 390 Breakthrough from Desperate Situation
Casualties began to increase, and in the absence of long-range vitality and magic support, Caledor's army gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Judith stood in the temple, watching all this with cold eyes. Even though the blood-linked Caledon elves lost their lives, they were still trying their best to change the formation.

The Dragon Prince felt that this operation might be about to fail. The periphery was already covered with the corpses of rats, but there were still a large number of rats pouring out of the tunnel.

He wasn't afraid of death, all of this was just a soldier's fate, but he didn't die in the echo of the dragon's horn charge, but in a meaningless jungle and at the hands of these rats, it was quite embarrassing to think about it.

Looking at the three skink leaders who were still fiddling with unknown stones in the temple, the dragon prince couldn't help but sneer in Taipok's anger, "If you can pull out the backward weapons at your waist and join the front line, maybe you can still show your strength." A bit of the identity of the eldest son of the ancient sage."

The Skink leader, who didn't understand what taunting was, chose to ignore Judith's sarcasm, but continued to fiddle with some gravel, making it look like an upright lizard, muttering words,
"Those blessed by the Old Ones will appear in this world to destroy all enemies of the Great Plan in the dark."

"The jungle was his umbrella, the shadows his path..."

Seeing these Skink leaders still muttering these useless words, Judith shook his head, expressing his incomprehension of this behavior.

Turn around and let the accompanying flame mage cast some protective spells to help the soldiers hold on for a little longer.

A soldier fell under the rotting weapons of the rats. The fresh flesh was quickly eaten by the hungry slave rats, and turned into pieces of white bones in an instant.

What Judith desires most now is for a few giant dragons to crush these rats into meatloaf, but unfortunately, even the dragon scales have not appeared yet.

Pulling out the long sword at his waist, the commander chose to step into the battlefield himself. In the current situation, no matter how much micro-manipulation is, it is meaningless. A few high-end combat forces that can quickly kill a large number of enemies are entangled by the enemy, making it difficult to display their strength.

And the rest of the soldiers were also scattered in the situation of being surrounded by the rats, and fell into the endless black tide.

The red thunder began to appear on the battlefield, often able to eliminate more than a dozen ratmen at a time, but for the huge number of ratmen, it seemed that the Dragon Prince's efforts were just to preserve the last bit of dignity of Caledor.

Masnow, who was at the forefront, could feel the increasing pressure. He made the most mistake a soldier should make, that is, underestimating the enemy.

After the first login battle with the Rats, he originally thought that with the 3000 people in his hands and a few top combat forces, even if he encountered an ambush, he would still be able to successfully reach the city of the sky, but the actual situation was unexpected .

The Lord of Plague was extremely difficult to deal with. The dark power of the Horned Rat offset the ice attack of Azure Rage, and the several plague priests nearby also prevented Masno from concentrating on fighting the assassin lurking in the dark, let alone had already killed him. The plague anointed under siege.

"If all the ten people who fought together in the Sanctuary were present, we would be able to kill even the Skaven City!" After stabbing a plague priest to death with a long sword in exchange for injuries, Masno couldn't help but Some resentment.

This rat lord was unlike any foe he'd encountered before, and the so-called stealth skills of those Kane assassins were a joke.

The champion warrior never thought that the enemy wrapped in darkness would be able to complete the attack without warning, and even the outline of the weapon could only be seen.

Taking advantage of this gap, Masnow glanced at the situation behind. In just two hours, one-fifth of the advance team had been killed, and a large number of soldiers were still fighting with injuries.

Patun New York's claws are still in a state of fury, and no rat can stop their great sword. It is worthy of the name of Patun New York, the shining star dragon who is always in boundless rage.

Masno didn't care much about the casualties of those Kislev barbarians. Since they were mercenaries, they had to be prepared to die in battle, but there were hundreds of Caledor's children present.

He can't watch these people being eaten into a ball of bones by the rats, and let them go even at the cost of his own life!

"Judith, lead the army and prepare to break through, and Damian and I will stop the attacks of the rats for you!" Masino ordered the Dragon Prince loudly, and put his empty left hand into the gap in the armor, intending to find a Something that can unleash its potential.

Judith, who was fighting, immediately understood Masno's idea. The mixture of blood and rainwater slid from his face. After sweeping around with the dragon thunder and killing the surrounding rats, he immediately rejected this idea.

"You are a champion warrior. If you die in battle, Caledor's glory will be greatly insulted! I absolutely agree with this."

"This is an order!"

Masno gave the instructions in a cold voice, if you want to die, let yourself die here, you already owe your life to too many comrades-in-arms, and this time, it is just repeating the thousands of years of tradition again.

Looking at the resolute back, the Dragon Prince could not help but clenched his weapon tightly. The next time he came to the southern Dalinhai, he would not care about these troublesome natural environments.

Directly ask the prince for instructions, and bring the Dragon Prince's army over. Even ten disaster lords and millions of rats will all die under the puncture of the bloody lance!
The Dragon Prince who made the oath secretly gritted his teeth and was about to say something quite shameful,

"The whole army is ready to break through!"

A large number of soldiers gathered towards the back of the temple, leaving behind the remains of their comrades in arms and countless rat corpses, preparing to break through under the leadership of Coster and Judith.

And Damian, who was dealing with the Ratman artillery position, also rushed back, and the way was still the same as before, with only broken pieces.

Surprisingly, Agrim, who was supposed to follow the breakout, came to the front of the temple under the cover of Judith.

Dragon Prince, Butcher, Barbarian, a rather strange combination stood in front of the Chameleon Temple, watching the large number of rats besieging him.

"You should leave, Agrim." Masno whispered to the dwarf to leave here. Agrim's mission in coming to the new world was to avoid the election of the High King, not to fulfill the oath of the butcher.

"Last time in the Great Jihad, I owed you my life, and this time, I will pay you back." Agrim licked his lips, and held the battle ax in his hand. His orange beard was completely dyed. Black, even the traces that rainwater cannot wash away on it.

The disaster lord was seriously injured by the butcher in a charge of courage and will.

(End of this chapter)